Deaf Kid IAMe

[Verse 1: IAME + Illmaculate]
It's Lame the deaf kid, I ain't even tryna hear you
Save your breath, it'll be a better look than your empty rhetoric
No, I ain't a hater--maybe just a little bit
Lot of folks came and went and went
More bitter than when they enter, go figure
This biz that we're in means men will bends for the scratch
But I'm no gymnast
Try to bend over backwards to get rid of this itch
Went broke in the process (Damn it)
Guess I should've stretched proper
I should have these labels making the best offer
Lame should be a household name
I should be the reigning champ, I should rock two rings
Like my man Illmac, homie what you think?
(Well, I mean...)
Never mind what you think
This my grind time, shouts to Drect
Lame is the future and I won't relent
IAME, I'll always be my enemy and my vice is BF-F
And the mic is my secret weapon
Cause on it I fight back
Only thing in my life that I can sometimes control
Is the crowd and my deep breaths

[Hook]
So I take one
And I make fun of myself and the world around me
Try to make light, but I never take lightly the burden I proudly
Carry for my people that surround me
For the heaviness of the concepts that astound me
This is Heaven Noise and it sounds free
Cause I don't compromise my integrity